This is a song about "Left"

As far as these bars, my flow life sentence

And i'm left for the corrections,

My lady, my baby

Friend after friend left me

But i won't rest till i'm givin my respect

That was good shit, is there any left

Got nothing left to say

Back in the motherfuckin bay

I left for one summer,

Jt: didn't get a gift for her

Take the exit, the nearest left

Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest

That left ya without hope

Impeccable give it my note

He was being a bully so i left

Left hand staggerin' on her muthafuckin' breast